Things happened in the Britt Group.
Beverly was dressed like an office lady, walking into the hall with her head held high. The receptionist was new here, and had never seen Beverly before. She stopped Beverly and asked, "Excuse me, may I ask who you are looking for? Do you have an appointment?"
Beverly looked at her badge and said, "Linda, right? You're fired."
"Why?" The receptionist was dumbfounded.
"I'm Mr. Britt's wife. You can call me Mrs. Britt, or Ms. Beverly. Anyway. None of these matters." Beverly put on her sunglasses, "Because you are fired."
Tears rolled down Linda's cheeks. She just worked here for several days. When the general manager interviewed her, he praised her for having a friendly smile and being very suitable for this position. She was also very satisfied with
